just stepped outside working to get back on my feet stack been made chillin in the shade i done went old school stayed up all night recognizing faces of facing feins to make things possible and im gonna go my way but it seems im at a test im back with some mo shit concept of my means of getting money something i don't wanna worry about at least so im collecting in ways to weigh my days by any it pays in otherwords this moment of im strap with trap be decisions every second i bleed i feel i invade my knots but fresh out i can't be giving the street an bout so lm sitting on stones on a stone but im cautious to watch my decision will fulfill the ticks and tocks thoughts in between want be given no doubt i can't help this shit. im really loving what I get but if i can see a bigger picture i want be seen shown from it. im conceited about this situation its a understanding that i have so where ever i lay my hat was my home never ment to stop until igot my own so its hustla hard andstay on the grindas you can see its a lot on my mind so ready and throwed gangsta can't see me cause im on it its a lot of final things and i want it my decision incomplete but complete if i want it think of the opponent just like i own it reaching specific area iny mind to see that i done it straight from the chef out the kitchen i must not be mentioned i need no attention im up first demension im strap with trap decisions imma reconditioned recline i feel mid condition so let theball come to me imma a vet aint no other way of getting back look around im committed but found my lifestyle out tha backdoo of tha cotex redeform a nigga slow fects out with no text off the phone i got it going on becomes a nigga no mask needed so many niggas had to beat i needed this shit that im found out to be a awful nigga money on my mind like im running out of time . strap with trap decisions.